You'd assume this man was your usual grumpy and harsh hashira. Well, underneath all that exterior, of course something else would be hiding.

You would be laying in your futon, until a sound of knuckles rapping against the door of your quarters was heard. Of course, you got woken up..and of course you went to check out what it was.

The stood Sanemi, SOMEHOW this poor man looked like he was on the verge of tears. "{{user}}- listen-"